I never sent you the first letter I wrote
I was young it was foolish I was foolish
And the things it said weren't even true
although they became true later.
But I didn't have dreams I had holes
and you weren't fulfilling you were filling me
so yes I left but I was also broken
again, but this time tragicly aware.
So it was not that you weren't enough
because you were the shape of my void
but I didn't want a void anymore I'm sorry
my healing has done you wrong.
I know I am presumptuous to respond
don't think I'm responding;
instead, this is the letter
I never sent.